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A minute later, Wesley let go of his hand, and then said: "So, your son is working and living in the United States now, and the original employer is bankrupt. Will it be bankrupt as a royal family?"

"Yes, there are many members of the royal family in the United Kingdom, especially the many side branches. They do not enjoy the support of taxes, and they will also encounter bankruptcy when running their own business. The country's finances are not responsible, and many nobles are bankrupt, but they are all There are ancestral properties, some antiques and paintings, which are usually sold to continue the life of this nobleman, but some are not, or have been sold out." Alan Hebrew said.

"So it is." Wesley nodded. Nobles are indeed like that. They are not the kind of nobles with back covers in the past. They are just a name. They are all their own experience and career. No. Go to work, anyway, there are all kinds of nobles in modern society, but many nobles want to maintain aristocratic lifestyles, but this consumes a lot of money.

Wesley doesn't care about this, he has nothing to do with him, he said to James Bond: "Thank you very much for your help, otherwise I can't find such a professional and good housekeeper, we things are wiped out.”

"Understood." James Bond turned around and left after speaking. He had no idea of ​​saying goodbye to Wesley, especially shaking hands. He is now convinced that the other party's 'mind reading' does require physical contact to take effect. , and the time is about one minute. He is sure that this time is accurate, because the records kept in a person's brain cannot be understood in an instant, unless there is some unknown ability, but now it is very powerful, and it knows all about you in one minute.

Alan Hebrew was still very puzzled. He couldn't figure out how the government department came forward to find a housekeeper for the new employer in front of him. At the same time, how did the new employer know about his situation? He couldn't figure it out, but as an experienced housekeeper, he knew it very well, so don't ask if you shouldn't know.

Wesley said to him again at this time: "Do you have anything to prepare?"

"I need to go home and pack my luggage and personal belongings, and then I can go. I don't know when we will leave."

"Tomorrow, if you have the necessary things, you can leave the others. You will pay for the installation at that time. Everything can be purchased in the United States. In addition, you will also be responsible for finding other employees. I will talk about it later, go back and prepare first. Come on!"

The next day Wesley drove directly to the airport, and Alan Hebrew had been picked up by the airport staff. When Wesley drove to the hangar, the rear door of the plane opened automatically and directly The car drove up.

Alan Hebrew didn't know his boss' wealth until this time. This plane was obviously different, more like a military plane. When he got on the plane with his luggage, the first thing he saw was the fitness room. In addition to parking and enlarged luggage, the rest of the third floor is fitness equipment.

The rear hatch closed automatically. At this time, Elizabeth's voice sounded, "Welcome back, Mr. Gibson." Alan Hebrew was startled, but he calmed down again. He had seen strong winds and waves, so he quickly calmed down. .

"Alan, this is Elizabeth, the aircraft's intelligent system. Elizabeth, record Alan Hebrew, my new housekeeper." Wesley walked towards the second floor, and then ordered: "Alan, put your luggage in the It's good here, I'll be home in a few hours, come up first!"

Alan Hebrew put down his luggage. At this time, the plane moved, started directly out of the hangar, and stopped on the designated runway. Wesley sat in the living room on the second floor and invited Alan to sit down.

After twice the wine, he handed it to Alan Hebrew, "The plane can be controlled by Elizabeth. There is no pilot or flight attendant. In the future, when cleaning or using the house, you can use the servants at home. The plane is a secret, and usually no one is left on it."

"Understood sir, what else do I need to do?" Alan Hebrew asked.

"What does that mean?" Wesley didn't make out what he meant.

"It's like this. As a housekeeper, we are usually responsible for many things, such as food, clothing, housing and transportation. We will arrange everything for the employer. Of course, what I want to ask now is the standard of food, clothing, housing and transportation."

Wesley understood. Yesterday they agreed that Alan Hebrew was in charge of housework and employees, and as the owner of the villa, he needed to teach something, so he would focus on other areas. Like what are you eating? This can be divided into many levels, whether it is a top-level meal every day, or an ordinary home-cooked meal, there is a difference.

"I know, I see it this way, chefs are to be hired. There are two standing chefs for western food and Chinese food. Let them list the menu, whether it is good or home-style, as long as my family likes it. My idea is to let them Pleasure, not bondage."

"Understood."

Hours later, Wesley's plane landed at New York International Airport, and Evelyn Short waited by the hangar in her car, qualified to drive in as Wesley's personal assistant.

"Evelyn Salt, my personal assistant, you can communicate more in the future. This is my new housekeeper Alan Hebrew." Wesley briefly introduced, and then Alan took the luggage and sat down Got into Evelyn Salt's car. Wesley's sports car couldn't hold anything, so he could only call Evelyn Short to be the driver, and then the two cars left the airport.

As soon as he entered the underground garage of the villa, Hank Pym called, "Mr. Gibson, you can start."

Wesley's brows twitched, this old guy is watching him, but it's not easy to deal with the fact that he can control the ants, because Wesley can't defend against the ants, he knew it as soon as he came back, obviously this old guy is intentional.

"I see, but I would like to trouble Mr. Pym for one thing. How about helping to clean up the ants in my house?" Wesley asked directly.

"There's no problem with this, I'm very good at it, but there will be another batch after I leave. There's nothing I can do about it." Hank Pym said.

"I think you have a solution, or I don't mind slaughtering ants. After all, these little things are sometimes annoying." The two talked like a confrontation, and Wesley didn't mind doing some tricks on Pym Technology. , and then drive out Hank Pym and his daughter completely.

"Okay, I'll find a way." Hank Pym put down the phone.